Famous Erotica Novels & Stories

I flicked my pussy, harder than I had ever done before in my life, while imagining it was Kendrick with that fat cock of his, pumping into me hard. I have also imagined Kieran fucking my mouth with his big dick and Killian, spanking my butt cheeks hard as I laid over his laps. It was one of my wishes, especially this Christmas that one of them would approach me for a sex deal, if not all. I am Samantha, a lady in her early twenties and also a really horny girl who desires to be punished by men with huge rods. In short, I am a big cock Lover. I once dated a guy with a tiny dick and regretted it for the rest of my life, because that dude wasn't even good in bed.

"He's not the type of man who would find himself in the wrong bedroom, or under the wrong covers, seeking a heat that doesn't belong to him. He is a pillar of virtue. He knows that secret sins are the heaviest burdens to carry." The double entendre was so thick it was a wonder the guests didn't choke on it. Ryder was vibrating with a primal, sexual energy. The way she was weaponizing his own faith against him, the way she was standing there looking like a virginal saint while speaking the language of a seasoned sinner, turned him on more than any physical touch could. He wanted to lunge across the table, rip that pink dress off her, and fuck her right there in front of the centerpieces and t

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops. Marcus screamed through the ring gag, but it came out as a wet gargle. The five demons circled Lila slowly, breathing heavy, sulfur and raw lust thick in the air. She stood there trembling, cum still leaking down her thighs from the first two, but her pussy was clenching visibly, hungry for more.

Her pussy vibrated, and she could feel her clit begging for attention, Helena was no stranger to this feeling, they’d not only helped each other masturbate multiple times before, but they had really fucked, fingered and scissor each other before. “And that too in the same hospital? Talk about fate.” Elora added, trying to stop herself from thinking about how delicious Helena’s nectar was, she wanted to have that cunt in her mouth and suck on it like her life depended on it. She loved the kind of face that Helena made whenever she was on the verge of orgasm, she loved the sound too, and there was nothing she loved more than being the one drawing that reaction out of her. Helena loved it too,

I held his shoulders as my legs shivered and I cried out in ecstasy. “Tell me Elena, did you miss me?” he asked with a low seductive voice. “Tell me how you missed me stroking your wet pussy” he said. “I missed you Nate, I missed fucking you” I cried out. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, withdrawing his hand. “Don’t stop touching me Nate, fuck me please.” I begged, shamelessly. “That’s nice to hear” he said and he pushed me to the wall, he went down on his raising one of my legs and placing it on his shoulder. Then he buried his face into my fucking pussy

she whispered to the empty room, hips rolling up to meet her touch. The front door clicked open sooner than expected. Ethan was home early from work, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up to expose those strong forearms she loved. He stepped into the living room, freezing at the sight: Lila, completely nude, body arched in ecstasy, fingers buried deep in her pussy, glistening with arousal. Her full breasts heaved with each breath, nipples hard peaks, her thighs slick and parted invitingly. “Christ, Lila,” he muttered, voice a gravelly rumble that sent shivers down her spine. His eyes darkened, locked on the obscene display—her hand moving rhythmically, the wet sounds echoing. “What the hell are yo

I held her vagina open with my fingers and I continued digging into her, her pussy trembling and releasing tiny pussy farts that were odorless and very fucking sexy. “Your pussy is very fucking-” I could not finish my sentence.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.